Under meals

Chapter 6

Tao Mingzhuo washed his pants for half an hour after returning home.

He took the laundry soap and rubbed off the grease bit by bit, then turned off the faucet, looked at himself in the mirror, and let out a slow breath.

If before this meal, Tao Mingzhuo was still half-believing, then at this moment, he is very sure.

There are obviously so many dim sum on the table, why did Jing Ci pick the farthest siu mai, and why did this siu mai accidentally fall on her pants?

This method of boiling frogs in warm water is indeed very clever-first tempted with delicious food, at first he behaved calmly and did not show his feet, and then began to attack patiently and bit by bit.

Maintain a seemingly appropriate social distance when getting along, but deliberately create small accidents during the process, and silently draw the relationship closer through seemingly accidental physical contact.

In fact, when he was in college, someone of the same sex showed affection for Tao Mingzhuo, so he didn't find it difficult to accept, but he felt that when faced with other people's confession, he either refused decisively or responded seriously.

In short, you should never hang others in a muddled manner, but give the other party a clear answer directly.

But the tricky thing now is that Jing Ci seems to be able to hold his breath very well. He never took the initiative to say anything, but has been unilaterally and highly intensively expressing his favor to Tao Mingzhuo.

Tao Mingzhuo analyzed it, and felt that since the two hadn't met before, then Jing Ci should only be attracted by his appearance.

But recalling what Jing Ci said to the secretary before, about "he is too important" and "the meaning of life", but it is clearly a look of deep affection...

At the end of the noon meal, Tao Mingzhuo, who had ten steamed buns and eight shumai in his stomach, was in a state of disarray. He really needed two days to sort out his thoughts.

So before the two parted, Tao Mingzhuo turned around and said, "Boss Jing..."

Jing Ci stood still, looked at Tao Mingzhuo, but did not speak.

Tao Mingzhuo paused, and finally hesitantly called out his full name: "...Jingci, I'm going to revise the final draft of the summer skin design tomorrow, and maybe I'll just pick and choose, so it should be I can't find time to eat with you."

Jing Ci was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Are you so busy that you don't even have time for lunch?"

Tao Mingzhuo: "It's not... It's just that it's almost finished, I want to finish it sooner and relax sooner, and I don't want to continue to procrastinate like this."

Jing Ci was silent for a while, and said: "Okay."

"Then we'll make an appointment after you're done," he said.

Tao Mingzhuo swore to the sky that he really didn't over-interpret it, but he clearly saw an unconcealable and very disappointed expression on Jing Ci's face at that time.

So his mood became more complicated.

It is true that he wanted to escape, but Tao Mingzhuo did not lie, he had indeed sacrificed most of his liver for the skin design.

After the final draft was finalized, all the painters breathed a sigh of relief, and Yang Keying complained: "Who knows, my current webpage records are all reference pictures of various bikinis and beach shorts, and my mother accidentally saw them that day." After that, her old man has been looking at me with complicated eyes at home."

"Be content." Tao Mingzhuo said, "Do you still remember last year's 'Summer Insects Talking about Ice' series? At that time, I was looking for bugs for a month, and I felt like ants were crawling on my arms when I was sleeping."

"Thank you, it's already itching." Yang Keying couldn't help shaking, her thoughts were always jumping fast, and she asked again, "Oh, right, you don't have to talk to Boss Jing today—"

Tao Mingzhuo felt a headache.

He pretended not to hear, and interrupted directly: "Didn't you keep saying that you wanted to drink that newly opened fruit tea nearby? It just so happens that there is nothing to do today, so go and ask everyone if you want to drink, I'll come dinner."

In order to find a reasonable excuse for having lunch with Jing Ci, Tao Mingzhuo told Yang Kening that because he was an oil painting major, and Jing Ci happened to be very interested in oil painting collections, and wanted to expand related knowledge, So eating at noon every day is just to talk about works and art with myself.

Yang Keying's expression at that time was actually dubious, Tao Mingzhuo just pretended not to see it.

No matter what, Tao Mingzhuo will never let Yang Keying know that she really guessed right before, that is, Jing Ci really has some wrong thoughts about herself.

This girl's ability to keep secrets is negative. If she finds out, her group of little sisters will also know about it, and the whole world will know about it.

Fortunately, Yang Keying has always been unable to resist the temptation of desserts. Hearing this, he immediately cheered up and greeted his colleagues around him: "Come, come, Xiao Tao is treating you today. Order whatever you want. I must drink their mangoes, emerald greens, etc." Green grapes and absolutely perfect peaches!"

As a result, five seconds after opening the delivery software, Yang Kening immediately turned into crying: "Their family is closed today!"

Xu Yi next to him also felt strange: "Didn't his house open until twelve o'clock, it seems that it has not been open for two hours?"

Before Tao Mingzhuo had time to answer, there was a commotion in the front office area.

He glanced up, and saw several colleagues carrying bags of fruit tea in their hands, and a few young girls beside them shouted "Mr. Jing's atmosphere" one after another.

Jing Ci was directly surrounded by the crowd.

"Recently, the work intensity is not small. It's hard for everyone. Let's have a drink and rest." Tao Mingzhuo heard Jing Ci's voice faintly coming from the crowd, "There are a few bags containing half sugar and three-point sugar. Sweet ones, you can choose your own..."

Yang Kening took a closer look: "Damn it! Mangoes, emerald grapes, and absolutely perfect peaches! There's even a new cocoa milk green!"

The little girls began to choose according to the flavors. Tao Mingzhuo could drink as long as he had something to drink, so he just took a glass from Xu Yi and drank a couple of sips.

It has to be said that Jing Ci's way of inviting drinks is very generous. According to this way of buying, it is estimated that there is no head count at all, and the fruit tea shop was directly squeezed out.

Jing Ci stood far away, and several employees were chatting around him. Tao Mingzhuo saw him listening patiently, bending his eyes from time to time, and responding with a smile.

Taking advantage of the gap in the conversation, Jing Ci turned her head and glanced around.

The moment Tao Mingzhuo met Jing Ci's gaze, Tao Mingzhuo paused holding the cup.

Then he saw Jing Ci blinked slightly, then smiled and said something to those employees, then turned around and walked towards him.

Jing Ci finally stopped in front of Tao Mingzhuo and said, "Long time no see."

Tao Mingzhuo: "Actually... Actually, it seems that we haven't seen each other for a day."

"It seems so." Jing Ci thought about it for a while, and said with a smile, "Sorry, I always feel that the time of this day seems to pass slowly."

Tao Mingzhuo really wants to call for help now.

Yang Keying and her little sisters stood by, sipping fruit tea while staring at Tao Mingzhuo, looking at each other and whispering from time to time.

Tao Mingzhuo feels that the best strategy now is not to have too many conversations with Jingci.

So he picked up a cup of unopened fruit tea at hand, inserted the straw, and stuffed it into Jing Ci's hand.

"Grape-flavored." Tao Mingzhuo said, "I just tasted it, and it's delicious, but it's a bit sweet. You should try it."

Jing Ci took the fruit tea, stared at the cup for a while, then glanced at the cup that was almost finished in Tao Mingzhuo's hand, bowed his head and took a sip as well.

"It's very sweet, maybe because it's full of sugar." Jing Ci pursed her lips, raised her head, and asked Tao Mingzhuo, "Do you like grape-flavored drinks?"

Tao Mingzhuo was taken aback for a moment: "That's right."

Jing Ci nodded: "I understand."

Tao Mingzhuo didn't know what Jing Ci understood.

He didn't dare to think about it, so he could only quickly bite the bullet and change the topic: "But... But it's finally Friday, and after returning, we can take a good rest."

"Yes." He heard Jing Ci murmur, "It's almost the weekend."

The holiday should be something to look forward to, but when it comes to the word "weekend", Tao Mingzhuo sees Jing Ci's brows frowning slightly.

As if thinking of something, Jing Ci's expression relaxed a little, he raised his eyes, and said to Tao Mingzhuo, "By the way, actually, I've always wanted to ask you something."

When the two stood facing each other, Jing Ci had to raise her face slightly so that she could meet Tao Mingzhuo's eyes.

Every time Jing Ci starts with a sentence like "I have a request" or "I want to ask a question", it will be followed by a sentence that has a great impact on Tao Mingzhuo.

Tao Mingzhuo intuitively felt something was wrong, but he also felt that Jing Ci would not say anything too outrageous in front of so many people.

So Tao Mingzhuo paused, hesitated and said, "...you say it."

Jing Ci nodded.

"I feel that after the past few days, our relationship has become much closer." Tao Mingzhuo heard him ask seriously, "So I was thinking, can you give me your private WeChat? "

Tao Mingzhuo almost spit the drink in his mouth back into the cup intact.

Yang Keying and everyone around who eavesdropped: "...?"

Jing Ci didn't think there was anything wrong, he just lowered his eyes and thought about it, raised his head after a while, and smiled gently at Tao Mingzhuo.

He said: "And I don't know if I can occasionally ask you out as a friend on weekends?"